Sunday, November 25, 2012

I'm no exception to this statistic, but when I do party, safety always comes first.

Like, there's always a designated sober driver, or you control your alcohol consumption if you're driving. Don't go walking around alone in a lonely dark alley looking like a hot motherfucker alone, or even with another hot motherfucker. Never accept a drink from a stranger, unless you see it with your own eyes that it came directly from the bartender, you sexy thing. You know, all the stuffs your mom tells you.

Being responsible after partying is as important as during. And it's even harder as you're completely boozed up without any conscience. As for me, no matter how soaked my brain in vodka is, I will practice these three things when I get back home.

I believe that no matter how plastered you are, you will still be able to do something that you intend to if you just focus on the mission. If you fail, then bite on sliced lime. It will definitely sober the fuck you up for a few minutes.

The thing about living with parents is, you can't come home looking like pieces of crap loosely sticking to each other. They might shoot you, thinking you're a drunken hobo breaking in. So like I've mentioned above, if you really want to look sober, you can, with willpower. Only just for a few steps till you reach your room.

My number one most important thing to do after coming back from clubbing is to wash all the gunk out of my face. Even if I'm fucking smashed and I'm crawling on my knees. Ladies, do not ever, ever sleep with makeup on. You WILL look like a toad the next morning.

In conclusion, this is what I would like to call good after-clubbing habits. If you wanna party, party responsibly.

The only sucky thing after doing all this is when I finally go to bed with my head spinning.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Yeah, so about a month ago, I made this big, so-full-of-myself, announcement that I was going to further my studies.

I even already paid like, a lot of money for the deposit for the first semester.

An amount of money that can make you weep in despair thinking of all the nice, shiny things you could have, had you put a lot of thought before making such an investment.

But I decided to kill that thought, and think of the long run instead.

Ok if you cared at all, you must be wondering why I decided to quit my master's programme in less than a month it started.

As you are aware (if you have read about it), I made a spontaneous decision without thinking much.

Then I met wiser people in the industry planting ideas in my head.

Here's a summary of what they told me:

1. It's better to graduate from a public university as it is definitely recognised.
2. Quality wise, public universities also win hands down. Yup, there are stories.
3. If you intend to become a lecturer someday, you should further your studies in your field, and not some general knowledge stuff like management and shit.
4. It's better to study full time. Your brain will not feel like exploding all the time.
5. And it's definitely better to work for at least 5 years to gain experience before taking another step forward.

With the reasons above, I decided to back out before I make a huge, time consuming and expensive mistake.

I'm not proud of quitting, and it's a little bit embarrassing to reread my post about being so excited and smug to further my studies, but there are more cons than pros to taking this course at a private uni like UNITAR. And it's not even the UNITAR you think it is. It is another university formerly called UMTECH. Like, you never heard of that university, have you? Okay, I'm going to stop commenting on that now (because I might get into some legal problems and those who are students there might want to stab me), so all you need to know is that I quit because of the five reasons above, and not the questionable status of this unheard of university. I swear.

Now that I'm no longer a student, my mundane, teacher life is back. Plus I don't have to worry about not being able to travel. Yipee.

Though, I wouldn't rule out the possibility of me registering and paying in full deposit to continue my studies on a stupid dare.

P/s: By the way, I still think that those who study and work at the same time, especially those who breastfeed while they're at it are superhumans. So good luck to y'all!

Nevertheless, despite his condition and birth story that could make grown men cry, he is as active as how a healthy pup should be.

You know, walking like humans and opening kitchen cabinets.

One more vaccination jab and we can finally take a breather.

By the way, on a side note, if you are planning to get a dog, or already have a dog but don't know this, you need to get them vaccinated as early as 2 months old, and two more jabs for each consecutive month. Then a yearly jab after the first three. Or else, there's a risk of them contracting deadly viruses. A dear friend of mine just lost her baby due to this, but of course, she didn't know better.